Atelier Tanaka

[Sophia perspective]

Surprisingly it was Mr. Elf and Mr. Dragon who took to the stage the next game, as players. The characteristic appearance that emerged from under the robe is not to be disputed, even far away. Definitely the two of you I know.

A story I heard from Mr. Tanaka beforehand that they would not participate. Could things have changed? But even so, where have the players who were waiting in the holding room on their behalf gone?

A lot of questions come to mind.

…………

It's just that, from what I've thought of it, it's the shallow wisdom of a maid. I'm talking about Mr. Tanaka, so there must be a deep reason why I can't even make it.

There's more to it than that to haunt your head. Keep going and the next game, I'll have to play against either Mr Elf or Mr Dragon. A distant abdominal pain after my own game came back early.

…………

Again, we should support Mr. Elf here.

I don't think Mr. Dragon is ever a bad person either. However, Mr. Elf is kinder. Mind your own business. If you let me talk to you in advance, I'm sure you'll take it up well.

Yeah, I just have to bet on that.

"Please, how many graduates..."

Game six has begun, ahead of the maids staring at them as they pray.

"Now both players, please start the game!

Mr. Tanaka's voice echoes the venue.

There was movement on stage as well as time. Mr. Elf and Mr. Dragon, you two behaved in very contrast. Mr. Dragon, who headed straight from the front to Mr. Elf, and Mr. Elf, who moved his position upwards about the height of the roof of the house in an instant to avoid this.

Mr. Dragon's fist cut the sky for the first shot.

"Guh, he's still a fast runner."

"And naturally. Where are those idiots who challenge the dragon directly from the front"

"I'll be right there."

"... Oh, apart from that man! No!"

Sky and earth, staring at each other is a totally fighting attitude.

Mr. Elf moved to the sky where he stood in an instant. In the wake of that strange magic, the audience cheered. It's the magic of an example of how I've had more chances to take care of something lately, too. I also asked to move my parents' house.

In the past, when it came to moving, it was life-threatening, and it was every now and then shaken by Mr. Dragon's back. As for the side to keep with you, it is a much appreciated magic. However, Mr. Dragon at the time seems to remember a lot of loneliness in that fact.

Not once or twice did Mr. Dragon ask me if I wanted to go anywhere while I was working in the office. Do you think Mr. Neumann or Mr. Gonzalez remember being asked too?

Mr. Neumann, by the way, had an unprecedented sinister face.

"Unchanted space magic is another surprise."

I also heard voices from right next door.

He is a very great professor, who came from the school city. In the previous game, Mr. Tanaka called me Professor Index. They won the first round today, and after that, you will be working to watch.

It is not just the professor who is overwhelmed, but others as well. Everyone who was watching the game and him are nailed to the figure of Mr. Elf. Are those who were more distant than the window without me moving to the visible position of the stage with their hips lifted?

"Guru, he's superior. On this occasion I will make you lick my impure scales'

"Scale of uncleanness? Hey, what's that?"

"Shut up, let's go!

Mr. Dragon will move on to the offensive again, regardless of the wolfish elf.

"As you wish, I will fight you by magic."

A magic formation has emerged at her feet.

It was painted with a golden glow, the same color as the eyes, and spread to the size of Mr. Gogol's circle. Compared to the little Mr. Dragon's body, it's quite a size. It stands out enough from the holding room.

"Become, no way..."

The look on Mr. Elf's face is strong.

It doesn't matter. Mr. Dragon headed to the sky and put up his arms.

"Phew Phew"

The magic formation at her feet pulses loudly with dokun.

A magic formation will also be shaped in the sky, ahead of a lovely flat hand. That was huge enough to cover the whole stage. It's not comparable to what floated at her feet. At first glance, Mr. Elf's expression became a hasty one.

Eat it.

Mr. Dragon barks.

Depending on it, from the magic formation down, the rain of light began to fall.

I started coming down with great momentum.

It's a hell of a heavy rain.

"Knock..."

On the verge of a direct hit, Mr. Elf disappears.

It's called spatial magic, just like earlier, so I guess I avoided it. In a moment she was moving where she stood. It's more than just a magic formation that floats in the sky and rains light. The rain is falling below the magic formation, so is it a brilliant avoided form?

"Ah......"

"... heh, heh?

Mr. Dragon looks up to Pocan at his opponent, who is lined up higher than himself. Even in such a hurry to gaze from her, Mr. Elf shows a grin or something. You two are terribly targeted.

A few moments later, Mr. Dragon roared.

'Hey, don't run away!

"That being said, did you have any problem with the rules for the tournament?

"Guru, what a cheat he is"

…………

Too honest, Mr. Dragon.

It's nice to have an elf that looks heartless or sorry.

While doing so, Mr. Dragon's magic continues to rain light. Whenever that splash hits the stage, the stage is decided. That's what the soil will seem to be hit by rain and shredded.

In past games, no matter how harsh you were exposed to the situation, it's a stage where you didn't get one scratch. That collapses in sight. The momentum and the big deal made the stage less exciting even while you two exchanged words, and eventually it was completely decided.

The only person intact is Mr. Dragon himself.

They're going to lose the game off-site, but what happens in this case? You're both floating in the sky, so it's okay now, but this doesn't give you a place to put your feet on. I can't get off the ground.

However, their interest had already shifted from the stage to the other.

'... ok'

"Hey, what is it?

"Having chosen the sky for your opponent, I'll make you regret it"

Mr. Dragon rose to the sky with momentum.

Mr. Elf will also fly toward higher ground to respond to her. The two of you instantly walked away from the stage and became little dots floating in the sky. You're in a hell of a high spot.

Naturally, there was a voice of doubt from the audience.

It's just that, too, for a few moments.

From there on ahead was overwhelming.

The match between Mr. Dragon and Mr. Elf, released from fences such as match venues and audiences, seems to have begun in a true sense. Zdon, I thought the roar rang, and a huge flame blew out in the sky.

Using this as a cut-off, one magic after another began to release.

It can be, for example, thousands of ice columns, a belt of light of excess thickness by swallowing venues, or lightning running endlessly through the sky. Very diverse. The blue sky, with few clouds, is canvassed and painted with colorful magic.

…………

Even a maid who has no magic to learn can understand.

This must be an awesome game.

Other people are opening their mouths to the Pocan and staring at the sky.

Nature and evocation were the first folds that Mr. Tanaka met Mr. Dragon, the battle begun over Mr. Estelle's figure? Mr. Tanaka was unilaterally hit at that time, but what about fulfilling it this time?

To be honest, it's too far for me to be sure.

However, the magical reward of viewing in the sky is never interrupted. So I think we're having a good game. Recently, I have had more chances to hear the strongest words from Mr Elf's mouth, but now I am convinced of that as well.

Mr. Dragon and Mr. Elf, they're both amazing.

I wonder if you two could defeat the Demon King, too.

Let us therefore wish the maid again.

Please, how dare you, Mr. Elf, win?

◇ ◆ ◇

The match between Lorigon and Dr. Editor is showing more excitement than you can imagine. The mighty magical reward that is repeated over the sky is very lively and flashy. It feels like watching even fireworks in the night sky.

Thanks to this, the venue also deserves to be vibrant.

Because the distance is so far apart, the details of the feud are unknown. However, nevertheless, from time to time, the two of us who drop altitude and reveal ourselves tell us that we are immersive or desperate. The audience watching this can't help but hear the backup.

"Ooh, the editor has dropped a lot of altitude."

In the wake of the bracey magic of the Lorigon, the teacher drops dozens of meters.

Close to the ground, you can see the inside of the skirt from the venue.

Scratched by the stunning longitudinal wrinkles that jumped into view. It is good that the sky and the earth exist in the world. Good thing the sky was spreading over the earth. Virginity sits on the earth and the teacher floats in the sky. Collaboration between Mother Earth and the nasty sky.

Thanks to this moment now, the virgin can enjoy the teacher's bread molo.

Today it is black, stable black.

My teacher likes low rise, so does my soy sauce face.

"... wearing the same as yesterday"

That's okay, Mr. Gogol.

Because the smelling teacher is also cute.

I mean, how do you know?

…………

"Is this okay?!? Editor!

A few meters from the ground, the teacher hung a sudden brake and stationary in space. Keep the flying magic under control to regain posture. Overhead, to the area where the Lorigon was floating until now, is it a form of fitting?

"No, I want to bring it back! Editor, I've got it back in jeopardy!

But before she stares, there's no one else.

The Lorigon is already in pursuit.

"But Christina's onslaught doesn't know where to stay. I shake my arms up loud and flesh thin on the editor player. This is a pinch, Editor, this is a pinch! You're gonna get hit like this!?

As a matter of course, some of the skirts on the Lorigon are open.

This one is white, overwhelmingly white. Pure white.

Aerial warfare, great.

I knew the sky was good.

Freedom.

"No, this would rather be in the form of inviting Christina!? The editor has unleashed the magic of being a counter against Christina in pursuit! This is amazing!

Dr. Lorimchimuchi, the blonde who stood on her back in space.

A magic formation rises in its front. I wonder, the beam cannon emitted from the center in a few moments or less. I came after the teacher. The Lorigon is in the form of a bath of this directly from the front. At the moment of direct strike, even from the point where its eyes were stunned open, it seemed to be a complete unintended blow.

"This is amazing, the magic unleashed by the editor swallowed Christina. As you can see, from the ground side to the sky, a huge band of light is stretching. It's an endless, too endless glow of light. I wonder how far you're going to go!

Though I don't think there's anything to worry about because it's the magic the teacher unleashed, it's still a development that worries me about the condition of the Lorigon. The punch rate since the game started is 70% for teachers and 30% for lorigons. I'd like to see something a little cooler about the lolligon on the soy sauce face.

"Oh, Christina, apparently you endured it!

As the light subsided, the lorigon expressed itself more than in the midst of it.

It also conveys signs of spiciness in the distance. I move my shoulders wide up and down, haha. If I were to describe the game between the two in a frank way, would it be a schematic such as a lorigon eating directly from the front against an editor teacher who avoids magic magnificently?

He is the same linear warden.

I'm sure that's his life as a dragon.

I don't hate it for what it is.

However, the teacher is not intact again. Although it is the direct strike that avoids it, it has not avoided everything perfectly. Let yourself be plundered by the inevitable magic, and that pile is straining her now. It's called a full-blown creation.

So I'm sure, the two of you are in agreement at the moment.

"This is coming because I don't know where the game is anymore!

To be honest, I don't mind winning or losing the game. It's no surprise which one wins, and whichever one wins. It is much more important that the two parties be satisfied with the contents of the match.

Rather, there are other things that concern my soy sauce face.

I wonder why their clothes don't fly a thousand slices.

In the past, I have lost my clothes every time I fought, taking the lead in the battle at Mount Pepe. I've lost all my underwear. What was it like to be such a busamen? That's exactly what the folks are looking for right now is nothing more than lolita nudity.

I have trouble if you don't at least take off your skirt.

I don't know.

Oh, I don't know.

Why can't you take off your clothes?

Take it off.

"... because each other's barriers are strong magic"

"I see, apparently, the two hang on to each other's decision making. While both sides overlap their protection, you're fighting while exploring ways to defeat your opponent. Probably because of the antagonism between the two!

Maybe Gogol gave me my first decent reality.

"The dragon hesitates. Elves are concerned."

"I see."

I confirmed their friendship unexpectedly.

Right.

It would be tough if the two of them really met.

"But I think the next one's a little serious"

Oh, why not?

"... your voice sounds good"

Gogol stares ahead, and Lorigon enters the offensive platform.

Again with this, the editor teacher has made another change. I wonder if I let my body tremble slightly with Vikri, then move on to the posture of response. That look feels quite serious compared to plain. From the side of the teacher's face, it's so frivolous. Best looking.

I honestly want to be raped the other way. I want to be fully discharged from the female juice.

…………

Dr. Editor and Lorigon's body rose high in the sky again. Raise the altitude with a grunt, and the appearance becomes a small dot in the sky. Maybe the three-digit metre is away. Farewell Punchy.

"Ooh, it's a hunch for both athletes about the big moves!

After the announcement, I thought.

You can't stir it up.

Two things I thought of as a teacher and a lorigon floating at a distance in the sky. The same form of magic floats to its front. The way they shimmer and shine against each other's normal lines is an atmosphere I'm not just saying we're going to settle for.

"Come on, which way will the goddess of victory smile!

It's also exciting to watch the magical formation of the sky, which adds radiance with tremendous momentum. What if it's a system that comes down to earth? He's a pain in the ass like a beautiful lorigon or a demon king, and there's nothing you can do about it for the audience.

However, audiences who are parties seem to believe that their seats are safe, and there is not a single escape. In the wake of the live soy sauce face, wow, wow, it's cheering me up.

Please, I want it to be just a peace of mind. Settlement.

Again, the vertical roll was right.

"Eat it!

Dr. Editor's barking voice rang all the way to the ground.

In line with this, the roar also rises from the mouth of the Lorrigon.

"Superior!

Released more than both were magic familiar to the soy sauce face.

It was a fireball.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with this! Fireball!

I screamed out of the blue.

Scale is the deviation from fireball. However, there is no doubt about this. It's definitely the fireball they let go. If you follow what you've learned in the textbooks of the Royal School of the Penny Empire, they say that if you want a magical path, it's elementary magic that everyone can use.

However, what they unleashed was a substitute that they couldn't call elementary in the end. Out of standard in the first place based on size. Swallow their heights for extra. Due to the distance, it is difficult to try to be precise, but nevertheless there is likely to be twenty or thirty meters.

Such magic was unleashed by Lorigon and Dr. Editor.

"From both players, the fireball was unleashed!

Huge fireballs fly as they seek each other out.

The fireball released went straight ahead and collided with the two opposite, just around the middle.

At the same time burst, flaming flowers bloomed in the sky.

The overhead side of the venue is swallowed by flames to illuminate us from the ground. I can't keep my eyes open to that much glare.

It also has the feeling of burning the skin of a fever with chili.

"Ko, this is amazing! Awesome brilliance! I can't look directly at you!

I want to get confused and nadenade Gogol's thighs.

No, I want to cave in with my fingertips more boldly.

…………

"What happened to both players?!? Too glare to check the status of the match! Gentlemen, please be careful not to be forced to burn your eyes! Wait for the sky to calm down. There's nothing else!

Wait for the sky to calm down as you brain-sexually harass Gogol.

In the meantime, the soy sauce face is heeled for the entire venue. There was a screaming plain voice coming up from the audience, so it's a response in case. Probably fine, but if anyone gets hurt, it's tough.

Slightly, the heat I feel over my eyelids gradually starts to show calm.

Empty colors returned to sight again.

"Come on, where are the fights going!

Look at the sky first.

However, I could not confirm the appearance of the two there.

Soon consciousness returned to the ground and to the stage set in the center of the venue. However, no shadows or shapes already exist there, such as stages. At the beginning of the game, he was subjected to the shower magic of the Lorrigon, shattered and scattered without a trace.

The soy sauce face found the two of them inside.

"Oh hey, both athletes are close to the ground and you can see that!

They are both floating their bodies with flying magic.

It was just a small dot in the sky, they're now dozens of centimeters high.

Dr. Editor lay down, and Lorigon leaned back. Each is floating hard. I can't look at any room from time to time there. Apparently, he spent as much power as he could on this blow. It is like floating your body just to the fullest extent.

Cute teacher who stretches her hands and feet with pins to become a big letter and stomps her body off the ground somehow. Likewise, the lovability of the Lorigon, which is enjoyed by holding both legs in his hands and rounding his back, is also inside.

It is very nasty to see two people floating with their bodies shaking with pulls and bodies in the ground rinse. It's a strange stick all by itself that makes me want to tune in the soft part of my cheek or the puffy part of my lips.

"This would be a continuation of the game!? No, you're not! This..."

Dr. Editor and Lorigon, floating together at the point of contact with or without the ground. However, there was a fatal difference between the two. That's a charm point in the latter and not in the former. Gnolorin stretched out of his butt, that's a cute tail.

"Christina, off the spot! It's gone off-site!

The tip of such a tail touches the ground, albeit only slightly.

I don't know what kind of rush there was between us while the fireball exploded. However, I'm pretty sure the teacher aimed off-site against the Lorigon. As a result, there is exactly the sight we are witnessing right now.

"Become, what!?

"Huh, huh! I won."

"It's a tail! Christina's tail is touching the ground!

"Eh..."

"The rules of the tournament state that part of your body will be off the stage when it touches you!

The tail would definitely be part of Lorigon's body.

It is my dream to have my prostate stimulated one day or another just ahead of me.

"What irony this is. If, at the beginning of the match, we hadn't destroyed the stage with our own magic, we still wouldn't know the battle! Christina might want to be aware of how to handle things in the future!

Follow me! It's not attached!? Follow me at all.

Lorigon's tail moved only slightly.

Quickly lifted.

It's not a critical height.

With this, Dr. Editor also has feedback for you.

"... hey, isn't that a little terrible?

"Guru, Guru, Guru"

What a seco, Lorigon.

Just a few centimetres ahead of me, touching the ground until now, just floated.

But I was sure of the soy sauce face.

"Game six, it will be an editor's win!

'I won't admit it! Look, I won't admit it!? I was stronger!

"Surely your blow was a big deal. But this battle isn't just about crushing your opponent from the front. At the time I tightened up the neighborhood, Shh, the flow of contention was already right for me! I mean, I'm the strongest in this game!

"Come on... if only you had a tail!

"There's no tail growing on the elves"

'... grow. I'll let you live one day.'

"So, who's raw!

A tail accessory to equip with anal beads would be great.

I want to give it to my teacher one day.

While doing so, Dr. Editor's body pounded to the ground. Where we decided to win or lose, I guess we reached our limit. I lie on the ground as it is. On the other hand, is the Lorrigon going to not admit to losing even willingly, still floating with a pull?

Regardless of the soy sauce face, please contact the host for the venue.

"Well, I'd like to move on to the next game, but as you can see, I got a fierce game and the stage collapsed. I'd like to take a short break until the next game to fix this."

In response to the announcement, the hustle and bustle spread to the audience.

Whether you want to go buy a drink or a toilet, you can also see a lot of the audience taking their seats. Besides my thoughts, the game between Lorigon and the teacher was prolonged, so maybe it was a good time to take a break. It won't be a problem.

In the meantime Busamen head under the two of them.

Lolitas stare at each other in the middle of the venue, in the trail of a broken stage.

The teacher, who managed to wake herself up, is sitting down scratching an avalanche on the ground and staring at the lorigon beside her. Staring at her in such desperate shape is Lorigon, who still endures with a leaning back position to the sky. It's so pully.

I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I hate losing a hell of a lot.

"That, what.... Why don't you just give up?

"I'm losing. Go!

Lorigon barking with a bright red face.

Maybe the limit is close. The intensity is so adorable like the one you're stepping on in the bathroom. I knew it would be great for a girl who was working so hard on something. I just don't have any more time on the boulder.

Besides, I have to check with them.

"Excuse me, I need to check with Christina and the editor"

Where the soy sauce face hung up, the two shook their bodies with a bickle.

Potato at the same time, the Lorigon fell from his back to the ground.

Apparently, the limit has been reached.

"Guru, Guru..."

I guess I still regretted the attitude of intimidating you. I am roaring my fangs out by way of example. If the stage hadn't been destroyed beforehand, the winner of this game could have been Lorigon's sticky win.

On the other hand, it is the editor teacher who looks uncomfortable somewhere and looks sorry. As soon as I was suspicious of my behavior, my gaze began to swim. Kilo, kilo, kilo, kilo, kilo. It is the behavior of the teachers.

"Oh, no, this is..."

"I'm very afraid of your tiredness, but let me confirm one thing"

It's about the players who were supposed to compete in their frame. Busamen can't give up on this point either. If the two of you were using forceful hands, that's a little sad.

What a terribly complicated mood to ask...

"... that's why I asked you out!? He said he's coming out with us!

"Oh, come on! Why roses!? Because you want to leave, I..."

Lorrigon gelled fast.

Seriously. Is the main culprit Dr. Editor?

This is unexpected.

I thought it was definitely a lorigon.

On the other hand, I've been torn apart, Doctor, totally in tears.

"Mr. Editor, I think there were other players who decided to compete in the main game at the qualifying point. Do you mind if I confirm your interactions with them? This tournament is not limited to the Penny Empire."

If you do it badly, it's an international problem.

That's the scariest thing about a soy sauce face.

"Ah, ah. Apologize first. I'm sorry."

Stand up nice and keep your head down.

Watching that unconstrained look overflows with guilt.

"Did you get your consent from yourself?

"I have no problem with that. He washed the identity of the qualifying passers and asked them to give up their right to compete in the main battle in peace. Of course, we prepared the corresponding consideration. You will not develop into a problem you fear in the future."

"I hope so..."

But I suppose it's the consideration that a teacher of mindfulness and poverty talks about.

I don't think I can afford to have the money.

I don't think so, but I guess you're not a dick.

Open your crotch to a stranger to compete in a tournament, or virginally despair.

Shit.

Yes, it was. The teacher was a Yariman.

Besides, if Busamen remembers correctly, the original players in this game are some of the bandits and some of the bandits. Both are absolutely YALITIN. In modern society, it's the type of yaritin that gathers in a modified car for a night donkey hote.

I get the most excited about teachers being treated like that.

"If you don't mind, would you mind setting up a place with the people who gave up the main game to you two later? As an organizer, we must confirm the factual relationship, and if necessary, we are considering a gratuity."

"Yes, no, if that's the case, I don't need it. I already gave you enough money. Besides, I also hear that they are not in a very public position to show their faces. Poor penetration would just upset the mood the other way around. So this is how we stand in the venue..."

"... Really?

"Oh, definitely on that point"

"One question is, from which was the funds used for the acquisition raised? The winning prize for the tournament is ten million gold coins. Even if we miss the win, if we win the top prize, we will be given the right amount of money."

"No, well, you know, I don't know..."

After all, are you a dick?

I guess he's a dick.

Instead of quacking directly on athletes, quacking on unspecified numbers to make money is even more damaging. I wonder how many have been served by fulfillment? Just thinking about it is going to break my heart to see if my virginity should be excited or if I should be depressed.

'... that man prepared it. If that elf bothered you, he gave it to me.'

"The man? Is that who I know, too?

It was Lorigon who answered on behalf of Dr. Editor.

Who is that man?

'He's the man who brings all the sweet stuff when he does it. You know, the shrewd guy.'

"I'm sorry, I can't figure it out..."

'It's a man who couldn't break the wall here. You know that, don't you?

"Ah......"

Oh, come on, you're a magical nobleman.

It's not even him.

I just got somewhat convinced.

This is a discretionary imagination, but I guess I wanted to see a match between Dr. Editor and Lorigon, and I stuck with the aid. Although I didn't actually see him, I can easily imagine him sobbing at an outsider lolita and spreading his wallet as a delight.

He's still a magical psycho with no braces.

"I understand. If that's the case, let's believe you two."

"... okay?

"The game between Editor and Christina was a great one. I'm satisfied, too. If there are no other problems, I will not deny this. Thank you for the good fight."

If he's in between, there won't be a problem.

The tournament was exciting, and I think Busamen should compromise here. In retrospect, I've always pressed the convenience of a soy sauce face on both of us. Sometimes a bee doesn't fit, even if priority is given to their interests and conveniences.

"Oh, yeah."

Blonde Lorim Chimchi teacher cute for a hospitable look.

On the other hand, it's Lorigon who's still staring.

'I didn't lose! Well, I didn't lose!?

At best, I want the two of you to fight amicably.

◇ ◆ ◇

I asked Dr. Lorigon and Editor to repair the broken stage.

Naturally, the healing magic will heal your health later.

Civil Lolita cute to encourage you to work with.

In the meantime, I'm checking out the players. The sixth match was fortunate, because a combination of good things was made, so there was no harmful damage and it could be successfully completed. However, we do not know what will happen to future matches.

Given the amount of winning prizes, you should be very careful about replacing players. Even college entrance exams are problematic as they are every year. In a world lacking in ethics, you might rather take it for granted.

The discovery of explosives in His Majesty's chair also remains unknown.

So it is up to me to go back to the confirmation of the participating players.

"Ah, Mr. Tanaka..."

The destination of the visit is the athlete's holding room.

I found my soy sauce face and Sophia gave me a message. As that gaze captures Busamen, so many other players' gazes flow here. Only the main contestants, many of whom are mundane and bitter.

Some of them look like gay Viscounts for some reason. Looks like he was in the middle of a conversation with the maid. Speaking of which, I think I've found him talking to her and me in the office before. I don't think you use both swords.

"This is Viscount Gay, what is it? In a place like this."

"Oh, no, I've been talking to Miss Sophia for a little while."

"I see?"

Assuming it's a male or female, you won't even go in and check it out.

I'm not hanging up.

"By the way, Count Tanaka, can I help you in the holding room?

"I think there were a few things that I thought happened to everyone who won the qualifying round after taking the previous game. It's never a complimented act, so it's up to you as the organizer to take a trip to make sure the same doesn't happen in the future."

"I see."

Chirali, when you look at the demon guide nobility, you're shaking your shoulders and freaking out by the outspoken. Looks like there was no doubt about the information Lorrigon gelled. I don't think we should talk about it in this room any more to keep him in the face.

"But is it something you can see and understand in this way?

"Even so, I am proud to have eyes on people."

While exchanging words with Viscount Gay, he checks the status of the participating players from one end. It's about a name to watch out for, so it's not a big hassle to look around everyone.

It's all right.

Weird is not confusing.

"... Are you sure you're checking?

"Whether you are checking or not, we are checking exactly now"

…………

Upon being honest, Viscount Gaye also began to gaze at other participants to follow the gaze of her soy sauce face again. I just looked around at all a few people and turned to this one as it used to be. The expression is likely to be difficult.

"What's wrong?

"No, the boulder is Count Tanaka, it depends on my interest again"

It's not that big of a deal.

We did what we could, and let's just say we hurry back to our live seats.

Gogol's waiting for you.

◇ ◆ ◇

Then Games 7 and 8 went on without delay.

Game 7 features the main guest of the tournament, the Brave Man of the West.

The opponent is the cutting captain of a mercenary regiment called Legion of Thunder Hammers active in the southern region of the continent. Gong knew the details. Stat is the weakest participant in this battle. That is what stops in Busamen's eyes as the cheap card for the first battle of the brave men of the west.

Initially, when I drew the tournament table, I was not anxious to take it away. I had spared the brave men of the west to defeat the mercenary commander and plan to finish crisply. But thanks to Dr. Editor and Lorigon, it was not an exaggeration to call it the worst game flow.

Wouldn't it be inferior to me after watching that game no matter how hard I tried? The previous game was more amazing, and I was very anxious that the wild next time would fly. In fact, the excitement was modest shortly after the start of the game.

But there is a boulder brave man.

He used flashy magic to strike his opponent, dodging him in the rough business and showing him.

Powerfulness is not known. Stat-wise, it wouldn't be a great deal of magic. But the vast majority of the audience has everything to look like. If its magical potency would be the destruction of the human body or the treatment of stiffness, if it looks good, it would mean an awesome game.

It also helped contrast with the previous game, which was a long fight, and the impression was overwhelming.

I guess that means he wasn't brave or anything under the Virgin to Dada. Good understanding of how to handle the crowd. I checked my status after the game and my MP was down to less than half. Seems like you couldn't have done that.

He is a perfectly good man.

In contrast, Game VIII managed to be a match between the court wizard of the Principality and the Holy Knight of the Grand Holy Nation. The latter, by the way, is a masked frame without leakage. Although he stated on the participation table that he was a mercenary of the stream, he found out on his soy sauce face.

This one was very plain, unlike the brave men's game in the west. The venue never got that exciting either, and it went past pale. Ultimately, an earlier bated court wizard surrendered with his roots down. When I checked, the MP was depleted.

As between the great holy kingdoms, is it a form that unintentionally highlights the games of the brave men of the west?

That concludes today's game. However, the future trends of the same Saint Knight will need to be checked. As the killer who planted explosives in His Majesty's chair the other day, you have no further background. I'm asking Gong to keep a secret watch on the pattern.

I plan to let him swim for the time being and fish behind his back until something happens.

The aim is the arrest of the current offender.

That's how the plans for the first day of the main battle went by.

◇ ◆ ◇

That evening, Soy Sauce Face visited the venue stage of the tournament after everyone had calmed down.

The place, which was busy in the game during the day, is also quiet after sundown. He also helps with the effects of the explosive disturbance, and after sunset he asks the dusk regiment to completely seal off the entrance and exit. Therefore, only Dragon City officials can enter and exit.

Standing in the center of the stage for a while and looking at the sky, signs of people were created behind them.

"Sorry, I think I'm a little late."

A man's voice sounded strangely loud in a quiet venue with no other sound.

Pretend not to wear your body and look back at the side where your voice was heard.

"No, I just got here too."

There was just the appearance of a magical guide nobleman climbing onto the stage now.

The disciplined man, unchanged in phase, appears without the madness of the dimension at the time he calls. By the way, Busamen pre-assemble to dress against such a nice middle. It depends on how many stars I've counted so far.

It's up to me to think I should talk to all sorts of magical noblemen about it being a game in the main battle, or the intrusion of Dr. Editor and Lorigon. There are other things that can get in the way here. Great location under a full starry sky.

"... that, what. I did something wrong to you."

I got an apology for meeting you.

You think it's really bad because you're not a guy who bows his head in Dada or insanity.

So I saw that I never regretted it.

"No, I don't think it was ever bad for me"

"Is that really what you think?

"The tournament was exhilarating. I think Dragon City's strengths have also been fully demonstrated to the public, to foreign countries. The brave men of the west did a good job in the matches that followed, so there's not a single problem."

"Sorry, I appreciate your concern"

There's no annihilation.

It is a terribly solemn conversation.

I don't surprisingly hate talks with the magical guiding aristocrats who interact in this kind of atmosphere. Let me tandem with a middle-aged good-looking dundism and level my life experience. I feel comfortable like I've become a nice middle to myself.

If this was like a bar, the ice of whiskey made of rock on the counter right next to it would have made even a creepy noise with Karan. Maybe one day I'd like to go for a drink, apart from the magical guiding nobles.

Ever since we met, you're like an emotion I couldn't imagine.

"Please allow me to reimburse you later for the cost you have incurred"

"No, that's not necessary. Nobody else. I wanted to see it myself. That's for me, the price they showed me for the game. Rather, I am so grateful that I was seen with such a degree of forehead"

"Is it?

"Today's World War was a great one. I'll never forget until I'm dead."

"Why don't you tell him/her that too? I'll be delighted."

Mostly with lorigons or lorigons?

His desire for approval is still unknown to decay.

"Right. Your words are a very attractive invitation."

"Tomorrow, but I'll give you a chance."

"But I still don't have that power. I have no right to line up next to that one."

"Is it? I have determined that today's game was essentially your victory. At least to Mr. Sophia, you don't have the power to just destroy that wall. Her entry into World War II was only made up of a miraculous coincidence."

If only a little more, if only a little more force had been applied, the results would have been different.

I know how tall your maid is.

However, behind the thought of such a soy sauce face, the magic guide nobleman speaks with a clear face.

"I'm on my own, I want to challenge that one"

"... Mr. Farren?

"Care is useless. One day I will show it in my own power, next to that one. No matter how big a wizard you are, I will never give up. Until you believe in yourself and you push forward with your guidance."

…………

I don't think the story is engaging.

Is it possible that I am missing something, something important? No, but I don't even remember getting my hands on this one. A selfie by Lorrigon is also a no-can because the person in question butched you.

I wonder what it is.

"But I am very glad that you have distracted me. I've lived down to it as something terribly boring so far, but when I become a party, I don't quite feel bad about it. I feel comfortable exploring the woman of my heart and interacting with you in this way"

"If you say so, as long as you're happy with me..."

"Thanks, I really appreciate it"

Growling briefly, the Demon Guided Noble returned his heel.

I feel an overwhelming sense of dandyism on his big back, from the way he flicks his buckwheat and cloak. A fluttering nice-middle seals Busamen's leg when he takes a step forward, saying he can't go with it any further.

In the meantime, he's going away.

Eventually, the figure descended from the stage and disappeared at the end of the door leading indoors.

…………

Were there any exchanges between the lorigons and the demon-guided aristocrats without the knowledge of the soy sauce face? Or do you even say that you felt something against your opponent during the slightest part of the main battle, the unspeakable wall? To be honest, I don't know what he told me.

You really don't get it.

…………

I looked at the sky for a while and thought of it as this.

Would it have only been a few minutes?

Somewhat, I was called from somewhere else.

"Hey."

It's a voice that seems strangely tame in the last few months.

There's no way I can go wrong.

"... oh, this is Mr. Christina"

I didn't expect to count with the Lorigon.

If I turned back to those who heard voices, they would have stood as they were supposed to.

"What's up? At this late hour."

Is it a routine walk?

This event venue is a work of strength. I don't know if I want to walk in the quiet hours of the night. I didn't have too many thoughts of my own, and I summoned a magical nobleman to this occasion.

'... loaned'

"Lending?"

Lolita walks over to the bottom of her face with toco and soy sauce.

Just up to the front of it, she also let her voice speak out loud.

'So, or lend it to me! I'm not gonna let you forget. "

…………

Has this busy dragon forgotten its own lapse?

That's why your achievement rate is still zero percent.

"I'm sorry, but lending is the first time you've made it by granting a loan. I don't remember making a debt to Christina this time."

"Hey, what the hell!?

"Is it not?

He looks terribly surprised, and Roligon takes a step back.

You must be so surprised.

'No way, really, do you think human beings can shatter my magic?

However, the soy sauce face is also surprising in the wake of the continued words.

'That man likes to bake the care of people. Perhaps when he orders you to build a wall, he will place an order with us humans strong enough to break it. Oh, or I might give you instructions to break it on the way. "

"... Mr. Christina?

'I don't feel comfortable with it. Please, I want the best magic you can be proud of. "

…………

This may be a little unexpected.

He said something like that.

It worked so well that I couldn't excuse it.

The behavior of the soy sauce face, had been read entirely by the demonic nobility.

But I did what you said, didn't I? I made it soft! Breaking it on the way, maybe that ningen will notice? And he's still annoyed by the novels. So, hey, you made it softer to your satisfaction! What do you say?

Lorigon to let me talk to you with a Doya face.

I'm dazzled by the smile I just told you to praise me quickly.

"... I see there's such an exchange"

'Still, I couldn't break that ningen though!

…………

Don't tell him that.

Apparently everything that the soy sauce face had in mind was out of the barrel to the demonic nobleman. So Lorigon, who kept Busamen's instructions, and the magical guide nobleman, who could not break the wall of softness, where she intended.

I finally understood what he said earlier.

"Or, lend it! I owe you one! You owe me!?

"Yeah, right. I think it's a loan."

The soy sauce face turned weird, causing the two of us unwanted inconvenience.

It would also be natural for the Lorigon to come and get rewards this way. In terms of borrowing against the soy sauce face, she solved the problem this one didn't envisage internally and then struck out the measures in the most difficult places.

I didn't have to ask you to do that, I was finishing my job.

"But there's a lot going on in Ningen."

"Did you notice anything?

'... I didn't think it would be imitated'

"imitation?"

"He imitated the magic he had shown only once before, just as it was"

Is that the magic that the demonic aristocrats hit against the wall in the main battle?

In retrospect, it was certainly an impressive effect.

"What's excellent about him is exactly what Ms. Christina pointed out now. Being able to manipulate big flames is not the only thing that excels in magic. In that sense, he's never inferior to you."

"Even so, mine is strong! You're absolutely strong. Huh!?

"Well, I guess so."

"Guru, Guru."

I wanted you to hear that line, the Demon Guided Noble.

I'm sure he was happy.

Shall I sneak up on you later?

If that's the case, I'm sure he won't be mad either.